"Yes, we have to rush over, and Yu'er and Xiu'er will also go together." Qiao Shi said, his eyes looked at Lan Yanshen, "Yanshen, don't run around if you don't feel well, stay at home and rest." Your sister Su Su and Master Lotus Pond are at home, and they can take care of you. ”

Lan Yanshen nodded and whispered, "The festival mourns and changes." ”

Knowing that Lan Yanshen was not good at comforting people, Wen Siyuan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Have a good rest at home." ”

Wen Deyuan also sent a carriage, and Wen Siyuan and Qiao took Wen Yuxiu and Wen Yusoft to the town in a carriage.

Wen Mansion, a white lantern has been hung at the door, and the entire Wen Mansion is plain.

The mourning hall was also arranged, and Wen Chengbang knelt in the mourning hall with filial piety, with a dull and wooden expression.

Wen Deyuan knelt beside Wen Chengbang, burning paper and shedding tears.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the Wen Mansion, Wen Siyuan and Qiao Shi got out of the carriage first, then Wen Yuxiu, and finally Wen Yusoft.

After Wen Yusoft got out of the car, he first observed the surrounding environment.

She didn't notice anything abnormal, so she withdrew her gaze, obediently followed behind Wen Siyuan and Qiao's, and walked into the Wen Mansion side by side with Wen Yuxiu.

Today's Wen Mansion is exceptionally quiet, and the atmosphere is also extraordinarily solemn.

Wen Siyuan saw that the mourning hall was set up, and he had to believe the fact that the Sun family was dead, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace and ran to the mourning hall.

Qiao Shi hurriedly followed.

Wen Yuxiu and Wen Yusoft glanced at each other and followed.

Wen Deyuan heard footsteps approaching, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was Wen Yuxiu and Qiao Shi who had come in together, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You guys are here." ”

Wen Siyuan ignored Wen Deyuan and looked at the coffin placed behind the Gongfeng platform.

"What's going on? Mother is so dignified, how can she ......" Wen Siyuan had a feeling of dreaming, and the bad news that he had invested in it did not give him any psychological preparation at all.

"My mother has had lung disease in the past few days, and she has been coughing, and I also gave her medicine, but I didn't expect her condition to suddenly worsen last night, and I have tried all the methods, but I still haven't been able to save my mother." Wen Deyuan cried a handful of snot and tears, looking extremely remorseful.

Wen Yusoft glanced at Wen Deyuan, and saw that this person's expression didn't look like a show, so she raised her eyebrows.

Why did she feel so strange?

This strange feeling had become even more pronounced since she entered the Wen Mansion, and she always felt that danger was approaching her, which was a very peculiar instinct.

Thinking of the gecko spirit that I swallowed before, probably this intuition is because of that gecko spirit?

The danger perception of the gecko spirit is relatively well developed in itself.

Thinking like this, Wen Yusoft couldn't help but raise her vigilance.

Wen Siyuan knelt in front of the spiritual throne and kowtowed a few times, and Qiao also knelt with him.

Wen Yusoft didn't plan to kneel on Sun's, Wen Yuxiu was the same as him.

The Sun never really treated them as grandchildren, and there was no need for them to kneel.

The two of them stood straight to the side, like outsiders.

Wen Deyuan quietly raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yusoft.

Wen Yusoft stood beside Wen Yuxiu with her eyes lowered, and there was no expression on her white jade-like little face, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking at this moment.

Sensing Wen Deyuan's gaze, Wen Yusoft suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Wen Deyuan.

The gaze is as deep as the sea.